(ps thanks for the reward of the falling wood Qinghan, thank you)

Fifty big Zhu Dan went down to his stomach, and it didn't take long for Xuan Qing's body to start churning heat.

Call!

Xuan Qing's body trembled suddenly, and the next moment, a violent force rushed out of his body, along his arm, and slowly pushed it onto the Phantom Snow Sword.

With a fierce look in his eyes, Xuan Qing's arms waved fiercely, slashing down at the man in black, and cutting off the man's legs with a single sword.

Blood surged wildly, and the black-clothed man with his legs slumped on the ground, looked at Xuan Qing and begged for mercy:

"Uncle spares his life, we are also forced to do so. ”

Xuan Qing grabbed the back of the man's neck and asked sharply:

"How many of you came, and what mission did you perform?"

The man looked at him anxiously, and guessed:

"You are...... Xuanqing?"

Xiao Wu kicked the man behind him, "What nonsense, ask you!"

The man in black didn't dare to hide it, and said weakly: "A total of twenty of us, on the order of the patriarch, slaughtered the entire Yanshui Village, all ......"

"What!" Hyun Qing almost roared.

"All relatives and related relatives must not leave their bodies ......"

Xuan Qing was stunned for a moment, slowly let go of the man, and the next moment the sword in his hand swung fiercely, and with a muffled sound, the man in black fell behind him.

In his ears was the helpless cry of the child, and Xiao Wu held the child in his arms.

Xuan Qing glanced at him, told Xiao Wu to protect him, and then stepped out of the door without hesitation.

He dragged the Phantom Snow Sword, the blood stains on the sword body dragged a long mark behind him, he followed the sound of screaming, and finally found the remaining eighteen black-clothed people, Xuan Qing rushed to arrive, and the gang was wantonly slaughtering the villagers.

Seventeen or eighteen black-clothed men were like ghosts, quickly sweeping away Yanshui Village.

There were the corpses of men and women lying on the ground, and a man in black was holding the corpse of a villager, playing with another person, only to see a sharp whistle, and after a sharp whistle, the man in black threw the corpse in his hand to another person not far away, and the man raised his hand to pick it up, and neatly cut the corpse in half with a knife.

On the ground, it was already drenched in blood and there was a dead silence, and the lives of everyone in Yanshui Village were here at this time.

Xuan Qing's footsteps suddenly sank, and he looked at the corpse step by step:

The one who died holding the tree was his former friend Ah Fat, he was pierced in the eyes, and two huge blood holes were opened in the sockets of the eyes, you can imagine how helpless and pitiful he was when he died, his fingers were still clutching the bark, and blood was dripping from the cracks of his fingers.

Xuan Qing subconsciously closed his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly opened them and walked towards the group of people in black.

The man in black had just finished slaughtering, and at this time, he was on the rise, and he didn't notice Xuanqing's existence at all.

Aunt Liu, Zhang Le, sister with big feet...... They all lay quietly on the ground, and the laughter they had once had become memories, and they could no longer open their eyes.

"I'm late......"

Xuan Qing's face was pale, and a tear swirled in the corner of his eye, and finally fell silently.

At this point, he slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at the men in black.

He continued to walk forward, walking, getting closer and closer to the men in black, getting closer and closer......

The long Phantom Snow Sword dragged behind him, and the heavy sword cut through the ground, and the hard ground was cut through the ravines, extending with Xuan Qing's figure.

When he was three feet away from the man in black, Xuan Qing suddenly stopped, and looked at the gang coldly. There was a chilling murderous aura on his body, and the man in black felt something strange in the air, and then stopped playing and looked at it in unison.

"Why did you slaughter Salt Water Village?"

Xuan Qing's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes swept to everyone and asked.

When he asked, the men in black gathered around him. One of them sneered:

"Where did you come from, wild boy, you also deserve to ask?"

Xuan Qing didn't speak, and the murderous aura on his body became even stronger.

One of the black-clothed men realized that something was wrong, and at this time, Xuan Qing should be the only one who could stand up and speak for Yanshui Village.

"Are you Xuanqing?"

Xuan Qing didn't answer, and directly swung his sword and slashed it, "Take your life!"

The man in black was caught off guard, and flew backwards, and when he fell back to the ground again, he drew a sword that was extremely cold.

The sword flashed, and he slashed at Xuanqing.

The man in black held his sword, his face gloomy, and his eyebrows fluttered with murderous intent. Roared at Xuan Qing:

"Boy, you're Xuanqing, right?"

"So what?"

"The patriarch didn't explain that we killed you, if you are forced to do so, Xiu will blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

Xuan Qing heard his noise, and slashed towards the black cloth with his sword.

The man in black took a few steps back, but Xuan Qing was still fierce and abnormal, and his moves were all towards the fatal place. The man in black suddenly became angry and killed with Xuan Qing.

After thirty or fifty rounds, Xuan Qing began to lose his physical strength, after all, the cultivation of these people was above him.

I saw that the man in black struck hard, and with a crisp sound, Xuan Qing retreated, and took more than a dozen steps backwards before he could barely stand firm.

Xuan Qing gritted her teeth and glared at the gang with a blue face.

The hadron urged the true qi in the body, and the Buddha rubbed on the body.

After a while, a layer of Buddha seal condensed in the palm of the hand.

When the ghost man saw his big Buddha rubbing, he was shocked, "This kid actually knows how to rub the Buddha!"

Xuan Qing didn't know that this big Buddha rubbing was an extremely difficult exercise for the ghost clan to cultivate, and the cultivation process was cruel and long, but the power was not comparable to ordinary exercises. When the ghost clan saw him condensing the Buddha rubbing, they didn't know what his strength was, and they didn't dare to make a move for a while.

1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th floor.

Xuan Qing successfully condensed the rubbing of the Buddha to the fourth layer, and with a vigorous push with both hands, he hit the man in black.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the big Buddha rubbing was released on the black-clothed man, and he was blown up with his feet facing the sky, and when he fell down again, half of his life was left.

Xuan Qing drew his sword and went up, and killed him with one sword.

The rest of the people saw that he was so ruthless, and they immediately surrounded him.

"Boy, are you so ruthless because we don't exist?" said one of the white-eyebrowed men in black.

"You are the first to kill, so you must, and you must die. Xuan Qing said it word by word, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, with a cold feeling.

The white-eyed man sneered:

"Die, it's you, right? The old man can take your life so easily!"

said that he was going to step forward and fight with Xuan Qing.

As soon as he took a step, he was pulled by the man in black behind him, who glanced at Xuan Qing and muttered in a low voice:

"The patriarch specially confessed, saying that this person can't be killed, and it is better to let him live than to die, if we kill him, how will we explain?"

The white-eyed man paused, hesitated and said coldly:

"Our brother died in vain? No, kill him, I'll carry everything!"

Everyone glanced at the dead man in black, and there was anger in their hearts.

Xuan Qing came quickly to pick hard bones to gnaw, and his eyes did not look at others, but at the white-eyed man.

He activated his true qi, secretly condensed four palm prints on his palm, at this moment, he was suddenly stunned, only to feel that there was still true qi left in his body, so he mobilized it again and pushed it to his arms, and outside the fourth palm print, a small, faint golden palm print was condensed by him.

Fifth floor!

Xuan Qing was a little excited, and now that it has condensed to the fifth layer, it is no longer a matter of killing these people.

He pushed with both hands without hesitation, and with a huge sound, the Big Buddha rubbing exploded in the air, and the white-eyed man saw that the opportunity was not good, and immediately faded back, but he pushed it fast, and he still didn't catch up with the speed of the explosion of the Big Buddha rubbing.

With the huge sound, the rubbing of the Buddha was released, and a few feet deep gaps were scattered around it, and where the air waves passed, the wind swept the clouds, and the ground cracked a few gaps half a foot deep.

A few people standing in front of them were blown up with flesh and blood.

Those who were a little farther away were also injured one after another, and they looked at Xuan Qing with incredible eyes.

"This kid has such violent combat power!" a man in black struggled to get up from the ground, and said in horror.

The person next to him had broken his legs, and he was busy ordering the acupoints to stop the bleeding, and he didn't forget to add at this time: "Let's slip away." ”

As he spoke, the two of them supported each other and quickly fled.

Xuan Qing looked at the gang of black-clothed men at this time, seven or eight had died at this time, and more than a dozen were struggling to escape.

At this time, Xuanqing condensed his hands again, and was about to condense the rubbing of the Buddha, but he felt that the true qi in his body was in deficit, and the rubbing of the Buddha was completely dependent on the reserves of true qi in the body, and if the reserves were insufficient, he would definitely not be able to exert his original power.

Xuan Qing suddenly remembered something, took out Da Zhu Dan from the storage bag again, and swallowed it all.

Da Zhu Dan went down, the spiritual power in his body was abundant, and he successfully condensed the rubbing of the Great Buddha and struck it out.

The people of the ghost clan, seeing the rubbings of the Buddha condensed again, showed frightened expressions one by one, and they could condense into a five-layer Buddha rubbings twice in a row, even in the ghost clan, it is very rare.

The gang had already learned the power of the palm print, and one by one, they fled desperately, regardless of the pain and disability.

Rumble!

The rubbing of the Big Buddha was released, and five or six people were blown up on the spot and fell to the ground without breath.

The remaining few fled for their lives.

Xuan Qing ran wildly with a mouthful of blood, his body shook violently, and the strong condensation of the palm print would inevitably hurt himself, at this time, where could he care about this, and chased him out with a shaking.

"I'm going to kill you......"

A fishy saltiness rose from his throat, and Xuan Qing's eyes suddenly bloomed, and he tripped over the corpse under his feet and fell to the ground. He gritted his teeth, staggered a few steps to his feet, and dragged the Phantom Snow Sword to continue walking.

His speed was already extremely slow, far from keeping up with the footsteps of those ghost people, but he still chased forward with determination and without hesitation.

"I'm going to kill you......"

Xuan Qing muttered in a low voice, chasing him all the way for dozens of miles, his feet were completely numb, he still insisted on it, and the whole person began to flutter lightly, only the hatred in his heart, and he was still awake......

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you......"